The scene was misjudged. Before the lights were turned off, Xue Ran did indeed act like a bully oppressing a respectable woman. She was shy and hesitant, always refusing to take off her clothes. But after the lights were turned off, at first, all that could be heard was her broken voice, and in the end, it was her pleas for mercy and her cries...

The next day, Feng Guang lay in bed, clutching her aching back, not wanting to get up. In contrast, Xue Ran looked radiant. Feng Guang gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Xue Ran, you lied to me!"

Xue Ran patiently massaged her aching back. Seeing that she looked like she was about to groan in comfort, but pretended to be angry, he was puzzled. "Where did I lie to you?"

"Where did the innocent little rabbit go?! Towards the end... you... you made me cry!" She was filled with shame and indignation. Xue Ran's behavior was so different, catching her completely off guard. It was really... so embarrassing.

Xue Ran coughed, "It's all because my wife is too enthusiastic."

Thinking of her crazy outburst last night, and the traces he left behind, Xue Ran felt a surge of desire again...

"Xue Ran!" Feng Guang grabbed his hand, which had been resting on her waist but was now moving upwards. "Don't do anything rash, I'm very tired!"

Xue Ran sighed with considerable regret.

After a pure-hearted man who had been celibate for many years tasted meat for the first time, it was as if a magical switch had been turned on. From their wedding night onwards, Xue Ran dragged Feng Guang into "nightly revelry." Feng Guang, of course, felt deeply powerless, but whenever Xue Ran was on top of her, his expression was always gentle, but he would ask her in a low, husky voice that he didn't usually use: "One more time, okay?"

That's... damn sexy!

As a result, Feng Guang sold himself out time and time again, only to regret it the next day when he was still asleep.

Finally, she used the excuse of wanting to eat candied hawthorns, and then went even further, demanding that they be candied hawthorns from Jiangnan. This finally got Xue Ran to leave the valley for three days. She pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard, breathing in the fresh air. Feng Guang felt as if she had seen the light of day again.

Qingyu, who was sweeping the floor, saw her and came over and said, "Master told me to make sure you eat breakfast."

It's almost noon now.

"Breakfast isn't urgent." Feng Guang patted his head. "You haven't seen me for several days, have you missed me?"

These days she has been forced to stay in her room, serving Xue Ran with all her might, even being fed by him. Hmm... it feels a bit too decadent.

Qingyu replied coldly, "I don't miss you."

She feigned grievance, "Little Qingyu really hurts my heart; she hasn't come to see me for so many days."

If he ever came to see her, she would have a reason to escape Xue Ran's "clutches".

"Senior Sister said that you and Master are working on creating Junior Sister, so I can't disturb you." Qingyu's expression was normal, but there was a hint of anticipation in his tone, "When will you and Master create Junior Sister?"

He described creating a junior sister as if it were as simple as creating a puppet, something that could be sculpted in no time, which shows that he didn't understand the true meaning of the phrase "creating a junior sister" at all.

But Qingyu didn't understand, and her face turned red, which was rare for her. "How do you know it must be Junior Sister? Maybe it's Junior Brother?"

Qingyu asked in confusion, "Is the creation of a human still random?"

The conversation was getting increasingly strange, and Feng Guang, worried about setting a bad example for the children, decided to stop talking about it. She cleared her throat and said, "Well, let me ask you, today is the day your senior sister takes her medicine. Did she take it?"

"I ate it." Qingyu unconsciously tightened her grip on the broom.

She nodded. "The time is almost up."